RONAN'S POV;
“You coming to Ravenwood was planned, wasn’t it?” My voice was ice, cutting through the tense air as I fixed my gaze on Sophie.
She flinched, her lips trembling. “Ronan, I love you. I love you so much,” she said, stepping closer, her voice laced with desperation.
“Answer the damn question, Sophie!” My tone snapped like a whip, sharper than I intended.
Her tears spilled over as she broke. “Yes, Ronan. Yes, it was planned,” she whispered.
My stomach tightened. “Keep going,” I said coldly.
She hesitated, but the floodgates had opened. “It was Leonard. He asked me to move into Ravenwood estate. He said—” She choked back a sob—“he said you were too focused on Liora, and he needed you distracted so he could… handle her the way he wanted.”
Leonard. Of course. My jaw tightened as I glared at her. “And you thought that would be enough? That you could just crawl into my life and manipulate me?”